Curse

[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Hey check my resume
To bass be the glory
My dick go hard, A
True facts, ayy ayy

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
Check my clock, I can't stop
Fuck around, make my 40 pop
No popcorn, I pop pistols
Revenge my body, clothing no issue
Makes you look sick, you need a tissue
You drop a body, I just might bless you
I met [?], no high cholesterol
Where Jenny Craig? Bitch let's get sexual

[Verse 2: ]
Why the fuck I'd ever lie?
Pussy nigga bet that pistol party of the skies
I could see it in your eyes
Runnin' from the reaper, fuck I'm not afraid to die
Bitches creepin' on my line
Got my main upset, these hos I fucked and left behind
Need at least two at a time
[?] foreign, took it over, lost my fuckin' mind
Instigatin's why I don't trust these bitch
Two-faced and lame ass nigga
Gangbang for fame fake hitta
I ain't never seen squad wit' ya
I don't need to save ya fuck the [?]
Caught myself an ounce and worth the wait
Seen the Bobby lyin' around the way
Who the fuck they catchin'? Not today

[Chorus: ]
Ridin' 'round with sinnas, flyin' on the nimbas
Spider niggas slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons

[Verse 3: Kin$oul]
Hit you with the fuckin' tac
Hit 'em where it hurt, nigga make it work
I'ma make her squirt, nigga I do dirt
Nigga I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth
Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse
Gotta finish first, I just did my first
Protect me from my curse

[Verse 4: ]
Bitch I put in work, spittin' with a curse
Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?
Sell you to a merch, I just wanna fuck
I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?
Cha cha slide, all in that pussy
How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie
God you lookin' good, [?] you dressed in Gucci
Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty

[Chorus: ]
Ridin' 'round with sinnas, flyin' on the nimbas
Spider niggas slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons